Today I have had one of those days where I could find a MILLION other things to do than exercise. So far I have stripped my bed, washed the sheets and remade it, done all the rest of mine and the kids laundry, organized the junk cupboard, typed out and printed all my favorite recipes and organized them in a binder, but to do that I had to go to Walmart and buy page protectors and dividers. It looks great!
That being said, I still have to tidy up and cook dinner for my man. He's been texting me from work and telling me he's starving so I guess I should feed the poor guy after he's spent 12 hours at work!
I'm thinking I will go on the treadmill after dinner. I'm gonna make it happen because I'm feeling super stressed right now. Usually when I'm stressed I bury my face in a bag of Doritos, but I'm not gonna let that happen. I will work out my stress on the treadmill instead. I know that eating my feelings isn't going to solve any problems...and neither will exercise...but at least with the exercise I don't have the guilt of doing something I shouldn't have added on top of my already there stress. Progress? I think so.